May 12, 2013

• Yesterday

  Some of you may have noticed I didn’t do a real update yesterday like I said I would try to do. I pulsed saying that I was feeling down in the morning, but I’d try to when I got home from work. I got off work at 5:00 then killed 20 minutes just talking with Angie and Allie before heading home. I opened the front door and entered my house and *sniff sniff*…what the hell?! The house smelled weird. I checked the stove to make sure I hadn’t left it on from making eggs for lunch, but it wasn’t on. It kind of smelled like a zoo… I walked back to my room then decided to find Connor and Martin to see if they knew what it was. As soon as I stepped into the backyard,it hit me. My house REEKED of weed!!

  I just gave him this look for a minute before yelling at him for making the whole house stink!! He was like, it’s ‘cause we got some good stuff. I was livid! He explained that they didn’t smoke inside, they just walked in to get two chairs and some Styrofoam cups. I was like “I don’t care,it stinks in there! I don’t want to be in the house, breathing that crap into my system!” And he was like, it’s really not bad for you. And umm, I know you’re upset.. but, do you want a hit?  REALLY?! REALLY!?? I know you’re pissed the fuck off that I stunk the house up with something you hate, but do you want some?? I was enraged! I stormed back inside, frebreezed the fuck out of the house, pack some shit up, and went back to the mall to hang out at Build-A-Bear. I got there at 5:30 and stayed until about 8pm. It was good, I was able to vent  about that and then I just talked with Angie, Sarah Beth, and Allie. I helped them a little, but not too much since I wasn’t on the clock. It got busy for a little bit, where if it’d been just a little busier, Angie would’ve let me clock in and work even though I wasn’t in uniform lol. It was good. I might’ve stayed later, but I was getting hungry and tired, so I went home with fingers crossed it wouldn’t smell bad anymore. I could still smell it some, so I frebreezed again and then went to stay in my room (which thankfully, didn’t smell much because I’d left my door shut when I went to work).

  Now I’m at the nursery, and Connor’s in here talking to me and I wish he’d go away. I’ve tried telling him how stupid he’s being (smokes cigarettes and weed) but he doesn’t care. He’s like “we all have to die someday”and it’s not harmful and if I did get arrested I wouldn’t resist, I’d admit to it and allow them to search me… they like it better when you cooperate and I’d only run if I knew I could get away.. like if I was by the creek. *facepalm* I tried telling him he’d end up pepper-sprayed or tazed or with the dogs after him. I also explained that it could affect future jobs, but he’s like I don’t care, I want to be a musician. And if that doesn’t work out, then a minister or a farmer… How am I related to this idiot?

  Anyways, this post has basically become a rant about him.Once I’m home from the nursery, I’ll post it (no wifi here, I’m just typing it up on Word), and I’ll do the update I meant to do soon. Promise. 

  • 2:28 pm
  • 2 Comments